Lard for cooking has a meaty aroma, which is not comparable to the various vegetable oils and peanut oils sold on the market.
Following the teacher's instructions, Xie Wanying washed and dried the kitchen knife and prepared to cut the meat.
While the children were working, Zhang Huayao grabbed the big iron pot with his right hand, effortlessly put it in the sink, turned on the faucet and washed it.
Squeak, squeak, rinse the water and wipe the bottom of the pot dry.
Snap it again and put it back on the gas stove.
Turn on the gas and heat the pot.
Boss, this is full force.
"Are you ready?" Zhang Huayao urged the meat cutter.
Xie Wanying did not dare to move in slow motion. She aimed her eyes and cut the kitchen knife down to remove the skin. Then she used the knife at an angle to remove the large white meat part on the left side. Look carefully, the interface between the white meat and the lean meat is
The clear red and white colors indicate that the knife technique is very precise. Not only the eyes must be able to see accurately, but also the knife must be driven down neatly.
Song Xuelin, who was standing on the edge, looked at Dr. Xie's knife skills. After reading it, a flash of surprise passed through his heart: soft knives are powerful.
"Okay, Teacher Zhang." Xie Wanying asked the teacher to review the tasks she had completed.
Zhang Huayao didn't look at the meat she had cut, and was only responsible for grabbing the piece of white meat and inspecting it. After browsing it, it seemed to be fine, so he put the whole piece of white meat into a hot pot to steam oil.
The boss didn't say anything, generally speaking he was satisfied.
"How are you doing?" Teacher Lu walked to the kitchen door and stuck his head down to ask about the progress of their cooking.
The rice cooker is bubbling and the rice is cooking smoothly.
The big iron pot on the gas stove is covered with a big lid, and the slightest aroma comes from the gap in the lid, including the aroma of white radish, lard, and Chinese cabbage. Shrimp and other seasonings are placed on the kitchen table, ready for the time.
Put it all down and cook.
The stew needs to be simmered and takes time.
Teacher Zhang was too busy to reply. Xie Wanying turned around and informed Teacher Lu: "We may have to wait a little longer. The meal will be ready in about forty-five minutes. Teacher, are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry," Teacher Lu replied, and walked back to Li Xiaobing and said, "We can start eating in another forty-five minutes. As Yingying said, there should be no problem."
The junior sister was surprisingly accurate in calculating numbers. Li Xiaobing laughed with her mouth wide open. When she and Teacher Lu had nothing to do, she would watch TV and wait for the meal. A little embarrassed, she said: "Let Dr. Zhang cook for me -"
As a big boss, it is natural to cook for your mother, but it is not the case to cook for her Li Xiaobing.
"What are you afraid of? He just has a poisonous mouth." Teacher Lu knew his son very well. Except for his mouth, which needed a beating, there was nothing wrong with his son in other aspects.
It was almost seven o'clock, but Cao Yong and the others didn't call, so they probably couldn't come for dinner. Li Xiaobing called her husband to ask about the situation.
Zhu Huicang was walking on the road and told his wife: "In the evening, several people who had car accidents were sent to the emergency department of our hospital. Their conditions were all quite serious. Those with neurosurgery, general surgery, and our cardiothoracic surgery all had to go to the operating room. What do you think of Cao Yong?
?He's in the operating room and can't get out."
Hearing that this was the case, Li Xiaobing was worried that her husband would be hungry, so he persuaded her: "You should eat before going to the operating room."
"I didn't have time to eat, so I took a bottle of milk from Fu Xinheng's place and drank it." After Zhu Huicang said this, he didn't elaborate on it with his wife and went to wash his hands.
Li Xiaobing took the time to report the situation at home to her husband: "Dr. Zhang Huayao will be in our house tonight to help me cook."
Zhu Huicang heard her words when he hung up the phone. After the phone fell from his hand, Gulu rolled twice on the ground. He was as frightened as his wife.